I woke up at ten-thirty at night to hear laughter at the foot of the bed. I sat up in my bed and scooted down further in my bed. I pulled the covers off of me and put them on the person that was at the foot of my bed.
"Argh!" said the person. I crawled on my bed and could make out the shape of a face underneath the blankets. I grabbed my heels that were on the side of my bed and put them on. I walked up to the face, put my leg up, and kicked the person as hard as I could in the head.
"What the hell did you do that for?" they said. Their voice sounded familiar.
I grabbed the covers and pulled them off of the intruder. They stood up.
I turned on my light and saw that it was Luke.
"I was not expecting you," I said. "I was expecting, you know, a robber."
"But you still didn't have to kick me in the head with twelve-inch heels!" he said.
I laughed. "Well, what do you want?"
"Well, today is April First still, and we still haven't pranked the guys. So what do you say that (because we are all staying in the same apartment) we rig the bathroom so that the toilet sprays someone every time it flushes? And we cover the floor in shaving cream cement? It's a trick that I learned in first grade. You mix glue and shaving cream together. Why don't we use that glue from earlier? How about stuffing the guy's shirts and pants with pudding? And putting a mannequin in the bed with them? Yes, I do have three mannequins...." He went on and on.
"Wow, sounds great! Let's get to work!" I said.
We finished at eleven fifty-eight. We crawled back to my apartment and shut the door before bursting out laughing.
"Hah, that was rich! Can't wait to hear what they say when they wake up!" he said.
I laughed. "I swear, Calum woke up halfway through and thought it was a dream!"
We laughed for a bit.
Then, Luke stopped. "Hey, Ginnifer, mind if I ask you a question," he said.
"What is it?" I said.
"Would you mind if I...this is awkward, but..."
"Mind if I stay in here for tonight?"
"No, not that...Look, I don't want to experience what they're going through tomorrow morning. I grabbed my clothes and that stuff..."
"Sure...?" I said.
"Thanks," he said.
"But you are sleeping ON THE COUCH," I said.